My son, the next Mary Lou Retton

Enzo is taking gymnastics - or what I would call 'three year olds running around like they normally do, except the floor is padded and they're allowed to jump around like monkeys' - as part of his day care. He seems to enjoy it, and whatever energy they can dissipate at school before he gets home is fine with us.




You'll notice two things in this video - one, that Enzo (in the orange shirt, that fittingly reads 'New York City Jail') is a full head taller than everyone in his class, and two, that the boy cannot be still. He's got his hands in his pants, in his pockets, in other kids' faces, pointing, turning in circles, and on and on. I see four letters in his future - A-D-H and D.